This is a song about "Black white"

They do this in spite, whether its black on black or white on white

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Its in black and white and read all over

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Because there ain't no coming back from that

This country, black and white, its split

Cut the fuckers up black or white

I can smell it when i go outside

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

White sofas contrast the black constrictive boas

Black and white sitting on a train

I'm going off the top of the brain